Chapter 9

Curiosity flickered in Marisol’s eyes as she followed after her mother, still short of words. The atmosphere buzzed with anticipation, and Marisol couldn’t help but wonder what else awaited her.

Suddenly, the lights dimmed, and a spotlight illuminated a previously unnoticed stage. In the center stood a group of performers, ready to showcase a dazzling display of fire dancing, an art Marisol had always dreamed of witnessing.

Gasps of awe echoed through the room as the act opened with the flames performing a hypnotic dance as though with a mind of their own. Marisol’s eyes widened, elated beyond measure.

Nicole grins, an accomplished smile on her lips as she watches her daughter’s eyes stay glued to the stage. “I remember how you once told me about your fascination with fire dancing and fire. This was the perfect occasion to give you your very own show. Happy birthday, Marisol.”

Overwhelmed with joy, Marisol feels a tear of sheer happiness roll down her cheek a